I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.

Paul Atreides

My sister-in-law posted this on my Facebook this week. I think it’s one of the most profound insights I’ve pondered in a while. And I believe it does not overstate the unreality of fear. Sometimes it seems so much me, so much what I am and own, but in truth it is trying to own me.